We wake to the rumbling thunder of blood,
Pumping hearts, twisted hearts, this shadow and I
Squeeze into these thick silences of trees.
Soon the dark lights of Christmastide afflict us
Twilight memories drift, flux and flicker
In this breeze of Time,
Penumbra-beginning hologram-end, my friend,
Such pungent affirmations, slip into the past:
Generations of suffering: eyes lifted to...

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The old man stepped out into the garden and stood in the sunshine. Warm, yes, but not too warm to work. He collected the battered barrow from the shed. In it a kneeler and a bucket containing gloves, a trowel and secateurs.

There had been five weeks without significant rain and at the end temperatures had been up in the mid to high thirties. Now, after some good downpours, the garden was just ...

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On this icy night

I look to the stars

With questions

And teary eyes

I surrender

To the heavens

And embrace 

The chill in my veins

Standing still

Weeping

Hoping

Believing

My soul

Filled with hope

I still believe

I will love again

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I wanna be one of the noisy boys

I wanna be one of the boys,

striding about with power tools

showing off my toys.

I wanna get kitted with engines fitted

that smell and cut and chop,

things with extensions of massive dimensions

the biggest in the shop.

I'll cut my way through night and day

creating havoc wherever I go,

be a very noisy neighbour

reaping tro...

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Ever notice how the grateful are always happy? 

Even through a storm, 

they’re smile never dampens. 

The ungrateful, however, are never happy. 

While swimming in a sea of abundance,

they drown wanting.

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A very private piece I posted on my Public Blog, this morning.  Please come and tell me what you think.

www.creativewritingwithbsk.com

   On A Wing and A Prayer

I came into this world on a wing and prayer.

Soon my innocence robbed, my spirit I don't know where.

Born by anger, confusion and sin.

I hid my pain, and my fear I kept within.

During my youth, my innocence a...

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You lined them up 

By height and weight

On paper they’ve cost thousands 

Their descriptions sounded professional 

Yet now make you cringe

You watch the audience’s expressions

And you adjust your figures

As dreams and memories blur

Your past is constantly changing

Allowing you to produce  

an infinite number

Of recently-refurbished...

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Trudging tiredly home one evening

stopped dead on wet pavement, astonished

a wonderful polished obsidian head

perfectly shaped like a jetblack Nefertiti

with brilliant many coloured headwrap

from some far sunseared land

flaming in the northern gloom

seen through the dingy raindropped

window of a litup London bus

one dire dark  damp December night

a long time ago.

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Finding place and purpose in life

through love is always a contrast

between good and bad the 

beautiful and ugly so when I

met you for the first time I didn't

see any difference from what had 

gone before why would I why would 

anyone see that you were unique 

a room without you in it is empty

just getting on a bus with you

is beautiful or jumping in a taxi

or...

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In my seventy sixth year I've seen a lot

And I've endured a lot for what I've got.

So did my parent's generation before,

And they taught me to grin when life was raw.

Loss and less were facts of life

For those who survived grievous strife;

But always hardy...always humble...

Captured in words like "musn't grumble".

No social security in existence...

They got by with graf...

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Such a blessed character

Tuesday,30th July 2019

Why did God make the woman?

and sent among human beings

to suffer insults

and build disrepute!

was she destined to suffer?

and offer no resistance

look, not in the eyes

and even try

the world knows her hidden identity

real doyen of divine beauty

to take care of a troubled land

and befriend all

...

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when they ask me

what i'm doin'

i always say nuttin

it's the best answer

for all those nosy people

who expect you to say

somethin'

nuttin gives you time

to dream

which is a fancy way

of saying i sleep a lot

nuttin is a good excuse

especially if you're old like me

and get plum worn out

by all the busy work of

doin' somethin'

i...

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I AM

You don’t see me

when you airbrush

fill, lift, 

smooth.

You don’t see me

when you homogenize, 

erase

remove.

My skin’s not alabaster.

Hairless,

unweathered, 

untouched,

immobile,

unloved.

My curves don’t conform

to your limited map

of bosom and butt.

My body

topography 

flows 

its own sweet

course.

I am 

fi...

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It's OK to Cry

First half

When I read what I have writ

Emotions sometimes ride

Up from deep within me

But tears I try to hide.

Intermission

“Crying is not a sign of weakness

but a sign of strength to have the

courage to show deep emotion”

Maria O'Hare

Ireland

Second half

So when I read what I have writ

Maria makes me tr...

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You don't know the title of something until you start writing it.

Same goes for life. You gotta start (writing), trying new things, exploring life's available opportunities. Do the dirty work until you finally land on something that you love and go for it.

I might try this or that, but I still might not have found "the thing." If you feel you're in the same boat, the only way to find your wa...

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It was the moment when you became my everything

It was long before I was willing to admit it

It was long before I even started to deny it

It was long before I could no longer ignore it

It was long before I was able to accept it

It was long before I began to embrace it

It was that first accidental conversation

It was nothing more than a passing comment

It was as important as...

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When you go you take with you the music.

I am left with that solitary moment of injustice inquiring oneself.

Of a rhythm occupying palpitations that waver blood into a certain sea of red entering the stratosphere…

There I sink and live in my liveliest.

There, I sleep within a maddening cocoon. Dreams yearn the chisel of your rough hands…Fluorescent fish and waves harbor a dan...

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The real is rare,

The fake doesn't care...

One who ought to be dear;

Alas! Brings despair.

My search goes everywhere,

To meet the one who's sincere.

That one supposed to bring cheer,

And no trick play, only an option fair.

Happiest I was when he was near,

He wouldn't let my eyes shed a tear...

In my loneliness I sometimes still fear,

Where I lost him, why...

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I was looking for no remedy 
Burning into the silver lining
I trying being my old self but you still remain 
I just want to be the best me I can be 
I feeling like there's a stranger in my skin
It's been this way for too long 

So hold on to fading memory of me 
One day your understand 
I can't be anyone without you 

When the wind blows it feels so hollow 
That time can't be right 
I...

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Slink in the grey and look upon what's left
Shrouded memory of the greatest theft

Earth is still here yet corruption flows from it
By human hands we breath the plastic

Love convenience and don't give a fuck,
Let others swim in the filth, in the muck

Feigned concern and loose conviction
World on fire yet what mild trepidation

Who cares about the future if it's not yours?
Praise cor...

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MARVEL

winter's kiss
solstice
full moon
rising soon
premiere
13 a year
star studded dance
universe expands
planets align
space and time
human suspension
outer dimension
rocket man
in a tin can
strumming along
to Major Tom
view below
magic globe
shooting for mars
far...far...far
endless vast
holes of black
fire ball
night falls
marvel at
the wonder of it all

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The hermit worships at the mountain top

He prays at the doom below his feet

bellows loud to hear his echo

and sings dirges to the gorge.

A muffled commotion

slowly wakes him up

tambourines, lute

His suave bride

“My sweet

love

come!"

Unclench

that creased brow

shed that black cloth

the mourner's garment

break the solemn silence

clad yourself in white ...

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Aspirations...Where we are and where we want to be?

My aspirations have always focused on being a world-renowned, bestselling author, however, i have found great value in fact, total gratification in knowing my pieces help people whether i get paid or not.

Where i come from...where i am...and where i want to be is a constant and ongoing journey.

I have come very far from the young girl wh...

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What a peaceful thought.

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(I've always felt this site lacked a poetry and recipe fusion post.  Here's one from the Lumpwood King)

For those of us that barbecue we sometimes find we wish

We might forego the pork or lamb and barbecue some fish;

But this is problematic; you’ll find this once you start

Cos tasty though as most fish is it’s prone to fall apart;

Now remedies are possible; it could be wrapped ...

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long days and distractions
sunglasses reflecting scenes

of caramel-skin boys skipping school
to play stickball in the streets

endless nights punctuated
by the sounds of Cuban heels

tattooed upon our memories

--mementos, like hanging red sunsets
etched in rosegold and tempered steel...

when it all goes bad
like forged passports and spoiled milk

we'll always have Miami...

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Don't you know
it's just a rage
a tempest brewed
from grape not sage-
in all the world
there's not a stage
not tread by feet already.

And so I bow
and bid me out
you cared for nought
nor gave a shout
as all that is
will come about
with out you being ready.

re-edit
words and foto T Carroll...

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Speechless naked feet

Brush the boards

Where carpets are bare to tread

In threadbare pile

Of warm worn through

Early spring sun

Long legs languid and fair

With hairs that stand up

Feeling the fresh air rush of the tingling chill

Coming up through floorboard cracks

And the regular slap of skin against wood

As she walks in just an old man’s shirt

Running the fing...

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I listen to the news but I got confused

I remember the frogs were dying and the sea stars Banda Aceh Fukushima Haiti Lennon was shot I saw pictures of men on the moon there is a singularity whose picture I missed along with the Taliban Boko Harum Joseph Kony there are geriatrics in Guantanamo who need to pee often and spit yellow phlegm into cups that can never be made sharp Castro died and rai...

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Wherever I go,
there you are.

I see you
in stormy skies. 

I feel you
in twilight. 

I smell you 
among the pines.

I hear you 
whispering at night. 

I taste you  
in the words of every love poem. 

You are nowhere to be found,
yet always around.

My entity,
you are the part of me I long to set free.

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There is only one

Occasionally when a moment of silence arrives

I pause for a time of deep reflection and lost hope

Through the corridors of my mind

I seem always to arrive in the La Plaza

which is embedded in my mind as an ageless painting

The sun shines as people promenade

beneath the fronds of overhead palms

Children with cornets, some on their fathers´shoulders

...

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Is there a way to be

The poison you turn to

Your best enemy

When demons hover around

Your burning flesh?

Is there a way to be

One of a thousand monks

Kneeling face down

Anonymous

On the cold, raw stones

Of your bodily temple?

Is there a way to be

A thorn in your side

To remind you of

The excruciating pain of

Not touching you?

There mus...

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Let’s make a pact
let these shadows hold us
swaddled in secrecy
and breathing quickly
I see you draw in close to me
sense those lips loosening
my foundation questioning
the forcefield of your sly grin
and the delicacy of those fingers
upon me
exploring

Let’s make a pact
let this moment be our blueprint
to not accept a fading
or a softening of this urgency
I feel that magnetic pull...

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There’s a great big Something sitting at my door,

it sits there and watches but no more. 

Somethings are rare and don’t happen very much, 

so of course I’m confused as to what to do with it.

As I look at the Something, it looks back at me

and shows me the wonderful things it could be. 

It shows me what I could have done,

could have been,

could have bought,

could have see...

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Water proof Kohl & tears unrolled.

Kiss proof lipsticks and smudged life.

Social network sites and selfies,

emoticons to express joy and grief.

Diet,detox and fitness in mind.

but it's happy hour in our favorite bar?

All efforts to make peace,

but how does it end up in a war?

music to soothe the soul,

home decor,windows,drapes and blinds.

there are also relationships ...

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When you exit the womb and enter air

The only 'given' beyond birth is that you will die,

Whether fate be fulfilled in minutes, or years.

In our current, human history

The 'given' already exercised was:

Your 'life' required both male and female.

From the moment of conception is rejection

Hard-wired into creation

And thus - the blind thrust of re-creation: SEX!

On suc...

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You see but do not observe

You hear but do not listen

You speak but do not talk

You touch but do not feel

You care but do not love

We smile but not amused

We hug but not embrace

We fight but not argue

We walk but not travel

We are together but apart

That’s us

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Dean Fraser (www.deanfrasercentral.com)

Taken from Audio-Book A HEALING FOR GAIA. 

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The Man Who Thinks Too Much

He’s the man who thinks too much

The man who thinks too much

He thinks alcohol is a sturdy crutch

The man who thinks too much

He views the universe through a microscope

Eternal optimist, devoid of hope

He’ll hang himsen, if you give him the rope

He thinks he can manage, but just can’t cope

He thinks too much… the ...

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Why do some look at life through the bottom of a whiskey glass?

Are they looking for a reality that they can not see normally or are they looking at reality?

Do they search for emotions that they have hidden and locked away or are they running from the emotions they have? 

Are they trying to hide from their emotions or are they trying to feel again?

What if they are trying to do a...

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Ask yourself this - 

living in a world of things,

what brings meaning 

when the only inevitability is change?

Don't live to own,

no satisfaction ever came from possession.

The most beautiful flower ever grown

can only be appreciated if left alone.

And you are this flower -

wild and free.

You define the moments.

Don't stifle, grow.

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Broken hearts practice the role

day after day.

Its an ordeal.

A metamorphosis or ecdysis.

A retribution or reward.

After a long spell of shower,

a wink.

They did their part well.

Have you heard the silent scream?

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I have a Glass Skull.
You with eyes to see
a busybody bustle about
know that nothing can be hidden.
And how my mystery remains intact.
I have a Glass Skull
or snowdome that's been smacked.
You'll clearly sense combustible ambition
in shows of electric activity but,
for what exactly?
I have a Glass Skull
as documented in high definition,
filmed and followed on-line,
tapped by dete...

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Us up late shit talking, feels like nothing changed 

youll send me something cheesy and I’ll smile

You repeating a story I’ve heard 100th Times 

me on the edge of seat knowing what will happen next 

me smiling and nodding, Loving your story; your life

 Nothing but a blanket separating up.

thats the past.

Now were two different people, trying to find a purpose.

 Never on tim...

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How age aches - for younger bones

firmer flesh

How wrinkles gorge - on smoothest skin

their harts content

And how my hart lives - for every beat   

for every breath 

For my love - my life - I breathe - for you              

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Speak to be heard 
speak to make sound 
speak loud proud
yet not so proud 
bold tell the untold 
the words are there
upon the air 
just pick them out 
do not try do not care
fail to exceed perfection 
will never greet ye

©️JMCole

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Pitter patter of the rain
used to remind me of,
muddy shoes and smelly toes..
But now, it reminds me of,
easy conversation,
merry laughter
& a journey I could have
continued
forever..

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Due to fiscal constraints the future has been canceled

We understand many of you had plans, though

And we’re all for refunding our customers, ergo

You’ll receive in the mail compensation

Accurate of course to your personal station

You see due to a breach of our ethics clause

I can’t give you the details, of course--

We’ve wrapped up production on this round of humanity

It t...

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What’s stuck sticks starkly inside time

Your words, they tangle inside mine

Why listen when we do not hear

Why talk when we are most unclear

Why try to rhyme, define what’s queer

Painstakingly weave atmosphere

Into comfort, erase fear

A tired manner, old and sheer

Keeping pace, each other’s peers

Wandering through future years

Don’t trip, don’...

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I live where the best of poetry exists between the lines.

The place is full of corpses decomposing in drawers

and other half-forgotten places.

I go back every now and then; dig them up and ask

if they have anything new to say, or did our conversation

finish long ago.

I sift through the remains of lost loves and dreams,

long abandoned to their fate; looking for ...

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Step from the road of the known into the wild of the unknown.

My guide, the divine pulling me 3 finger widths beneath my last known uplink.

Wonders of the world exist all at once, spanning the confines of time.

I visit myself as a child and young adult.

Give hope to the past, while gaining wisdom from the future.

Crude oil refined into the supreme.

Let's suffer together.

...

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Walk the paths well trodden by the brave,

Live boldly my son, embrace your fears and let them drive you on,

Be master of your hurts not slave,

Value the story in your scars, pity those that have none.

Treasure every tear that rolls on your cheek,

Let them fall on barren ground knowing their waters bring life,

Their salt does not cleanse the lips of the meek,

In the same w...

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Surely, deforestation

is genocide by default?

To wilfully execute

such wanton atrocities

on future generations

undoubtedly constitutes

crimes against humanity.

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The fabric of society

Our earth is held together

And yet is torn apart,

By spider webs of commerce

With neither soul nor heart.

We buy cheap clothes in Britain

And claim material needs

Whilst in Bangladesh and India

Children suffer for our greed.

The leisure wear we chill in

Comes at a heavy price

As youngsters toil for fourteen hours

Their leisur...

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The metamorphosis

was a planned operation,

and everything they did

went as smooth as silk,

but what they didn't expect

was the abominable reaction

of the normally patient, decent people,

the bile and the caustic outbursts,

all of the hate that spewed out

into the space around them.

Shocked, they fled and hid in the hills

until the tumult had died down.

They coul...

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Elation

Excitement

Exuberance

Full of starry eyed glee

Seraphims

Sunshine

Sanctity

Feeling whole and complete

                                          Complacent

                                          Conforming

                                          Committing

                                          Becoming two as one

                                 ...

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Words are the colors,

on the strokes of thoughts,

the beautiful the thoughts, 

mesmerizing is the painting 

enchanting the soul,

also known as poetry. ❤️✨

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There was a storm of hatredness

That Storm hit me with

Ugly Expressions

Wrong Interpretations

False Allegations

Mental tensions

Murderous actions

Extreme emotions and pains

Screams and cries

That storm was something which I can’t define

How much it ruined me

How much they grilled me with their twisted lies

It’s wondering how they got such strength

To trod me ...

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beneath veneers and gallows' grins 

rests 

An underworld of chiding hymns 

breaths 

taken jagged between razor hail

depths 

of pulses oscillating there.

an ocean of parapets

surging to a wave so big

you could live a lifetime before it breaks 

these cherished, rooftop conversations 

champions of these ides of summer 

buried in that 3am sincerity 

fou...

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Let's let our thoughts tango and let our souls mate

my heart on my sleeve, on display

she is my armor, forever with fervor

worth the search for, pain couldn't hurt more

Her radiance blazes, visually a spectacle

her calming presence.

In essence, my mind linger.

Drift off to the cosmos. to a place where space and time coincide

I see her constellation and engage, warp drive

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Ga Ga romama

Poker face

She’s misplaced

Katy Perry

Mungo Gerry

Iggy Pop

Please don’t stop

Foo Fighters

All nighters

Fag lighters

Ga ga rhyme 

Rock and roll

Drill and soul

Rap and r ‘n b

Music mix

Poetry 

Breaks the mould

And man

it sets you free

The Urban Poet 2019

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CHASTE KISSES AND CONSTELLATIONS                                  

Long love loses the passion of love’s beginning –

it is an unlike love that differs more with each day spent,

the grown oak as to the acorn that has just found vigour

by rooting firm in fertile soil.

Oak that cheats understanding, it barely bends to high winds

and after, blown, refreshed, grows only stronger.

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There is no 

answer 

There are no 

Questions 

You walk

And watch them 

Walk

You talk

And you see their 

Mouths 

Moving 

Hear their lips

Flap

But understand 

Not a word they

Say

Though the sounds 

Are familiar 

The sincerity 

Is heart felt as 

Long as you 

Don’t care

Enough 

To feel the

Heat

I don’t know

What I’m 

Tryi...

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The male poet overcompensates
With poems of unbridled bravado,
Giving unwanted details of
Disemboweling a deer with
Bare handed desperation.

He counts his sexual conquests
With disquiet and undue clarity,
Each sweaty fumble declared
Victory over inadequacy and
Untold performance anxiety.

Somebody once called him queer
And set him on a course of
Toxic masculinity, but the
Voice tha...

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Darkness

Creeping slowly

Reaching the soul

Leaving nothing in its wake

But utter despair

Light

Spreading rapidly

Engulfing the heart

Sealing the cracks and healing the heart 

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Amidst all the panic on board the Titanic

     One cool-headed man could be found:

He grabbed his wife Hilda, and ruthlessly killed her,

     Then told everybody she'd drowned.

But life for him after was not one of laughter

      He suffered the Widower's Curse:

Believing he missed her, he married her sister,

      And she was a thousand times worse.

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This is my own edit of an appearance I made on Radio Scilly last month. I've been a frequent visitor to the islands for twenty-five years, and they feature a lot in my work.

Linda Thomas is Scilly's estimable librarian, and it's great to be able to give her this shout-out as she's been a real champion of my work for several years now. The show itself was a blast (although you may not get that f...

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Chanting prayers, dreaming of ships just beyond the horizon,

Another day, another hour, just another minute he wishes to live.

No other choice but one, no other food, no other flesh but his own.

No other way to feed his unfortunate child.

In the middle of nowhere, on this desolate rock, he cut his upper arm.

Blood, not a drop allowed to waste, meat, sickening yet juicy sweet

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Frozen or falling; I feel like rain

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the second my eyes caught your gaze,

i’ve been consumed with a powerless craze

i saw you.

your knife sits inside me stuck

but the high from this adrenaline rush 

i get through.

the two of us in a room:

please don’t leave, i better leave soon

turn me blue.

say my name in conversation 

dials up a full body sensation

this is new.

i resent the wo...

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të godasin
ti qëndron, palëkunjur
të përgojojnë
ti s’bëzan
të çnjerëzojnë
ti reziston
ti e përbuzura
e përunjtura 
e nëperkëmbura
qëndrove
ende qëndron
dhe atëherë
dhe përherë

sepse
ti je grua
je nënë
që krijove botën
që ti synon ta rrënosh
ti grua 
ti heroinë
që dhurove jetë
luftove 
ushqeve 
fale
e mëshirove
ti grua, ti nënë
ti heroinë   

Manhattan, New York
...

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I find myself asking many questions.

They are often easy to answer, and,

without a second thought, the answers are

hard to question.

I ask

What makes someone perfect?

Perfect is giving all of you to everything you do,

Perfect is achieving success no matter the sacrifice,

Perfect is the absence of flaws.

But I am not perfect.

I am riddled with fears and ...

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Beyzubaan meri muhabbat

Kachchi neend so rahi

Koi uthana na ussey

Naumeed ho rahi

Kuch jazbaat kuchley huyey

Armaan ki seij pr

adhorey khwab hain soyey

Kuch bol do na tum

Meri hasraton ko jhinjhordo na

Kachchi neend ki dor ko

Tum yun kaskey thamey raho na

Ujli si ik andheri kiran

Jagmaga rahi us angan

Jahan rehta hai mera sawan

Barso bhi ab tum jhoom key

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"There is no sin except stupidity." Oscar Wilde -The Critic as Artist.

Mea culpa! Mea culpa!

Nostra maxima culpa!

Thus should we weep, we cry

As it all ends with a whimper, a sigh

It is the people's will, they say

Proroguing to get their glory day

Your vote was for an ideal state

For nation, borders, Keep Britain Great

Now, your vote means a total schism

As we se...

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A girl wish from her love is only to make her feel out of the world,   

Surprising very few are able to feels though..

make her feel she is the most beautiful girl that exists for u, 

Sad part is ur man’s eyes cannot get still just on u..

If getting most expensive gifts is comes with true love, than it would have been so easily affordable..

But true love needs ur affection, attentio...

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If you really knew me,

Maybe you'd see,

Through my drowsy blue eyes

Into a raging sea.

Like crows, your sight flies

to the sparkling sheen coating my irises,

The glimmer of a thousand tiny pearls.

But they are a legacy,

Far too romantic for the tidal wave that

Dumped them in my world.

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Hate on Tap
 

LOCK HER UP!

BUILD THE WALL!

SEND HER BACK!

Three-word chant

Three-word chant

Three-word chant

Rouse the mob!

Rouse the mob!

Rouse the mob!

Hate on tap

Hate on tap

Hate on tap

Sexist Trump

Racist Trump

Mister Trump:

No more of that

https://news.sky.com/story/send-her-back-trump-fires-up-crowd-...

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Let’s pretend its November, a sky full of rain.

Let’s pretend its December, frost on the pane.

Let’s pretend it’s my birthday, when I’m 61.

Let’s pretend its winter, with all our woollies on!

Let’s pretend its January, a blizzard on the way.

Let’s pretend today is the years shortest day.

Let’s pretend the shivering trees are still bare.

Let’s pretend its New Year, celebrations...

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stranger to my eyes

i shape you as i want

a saviour a life

a thought that taunts

a need to fulfil

an escape of what is real

a message a chill

runing through my spine

longing for words

a machine a drill

walking through halls

to cut my reach

an urge a need

a longing for deep

for something that may not

be even real

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Get mystic--
Legalistic fairy tales...

Off the rails.
Can't count past ten

Reverse energy
Contemplate radio waves..

Syncronized swimming and decadence

Benevolence
Bestowed crowns with jewels 
and emeralds..

Love is a distant memory 

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I walked all afternoon until the sun cracked a thing more fragile than a face 

I saw them on their phones always waiting for love

like it was a strange gossip

I've stopped walking to write a sudden thought poem 

the thought gets lost in the process

I cross the river and bathe my feet

Writing on the hoof is prone to typos

I watch tourist map to there destinations

Being alone...

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Grey blur

lightning speed

tree acrobatics

chasing, scurrying

playing catch

squirrel style.

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to be controlled
like really controlled
no exeption the effort
my life you hold

I yes Me
as it stands
to be confined in the palms of your hands

My talents and gifts
do they not matter
as you clench your fists
my soul does shatter

so why did you send me down
I ask
to disguise my beauty
behind this mask

a delicate flower
 the Art god mastered
hardened cemented
pebble dashed...

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Behind the Stone

Upon the stone face of the world

the laughter of trees; the scars

of the battles of sun and snow.

Behind the stone, 

the graves of lost streams

and printed in rock, 

the fish of a swallowed sea:

locked in the ripples of time,

the clock of a billion years.

Upon the stone face of an old man

the scars of a war, the lines

etched in channel...

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February Poem - 4:45pm

When standing still  
I can see you have arrived 
Again 
in such a subtle state 
But thoughtful and dynamic
deeper and more frightening 
Into something so uninterrupted,

in all your bright 
and silent lights  
I fight against
your bitter wind

I want you to know that 
Your landscape amazes me
with your city lights flickering
In the background
streaks of ...

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a

baker

created

dubious

egg-tarts

for

gregarious

hotheads

I

joked

knowingly

lesser

mortals

never

openly

proffered

quality

reasonably

so

taking

umbrage

vicious

Wiganers

x-boxed

yokels

zealously

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It’s day 54. 

We’re running behind schedule in this process of healing.

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He's a bar room philosopher, a  poet with an empty glass, a master of the unpaid laugh,  a true character. 

He's got shuffling feet and waving hands,  entertaining as he stands, eyeing up the optics on the corner of the bar.

He loves a drink and a smoke, tells his story with a joke.

Busking on the streets of town, singing to an unfamiliar crowd, singing all the songs you kn...

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Left alone, just 4 days old. Four days of seeing your face, hearing your voice, caresses and kisses.

The bond never broken as she walked out the door.

Papers signed and sealed.  She had to go just a child herself.  Her now shameful secret forever to keep.

My heart always empty for her, the search always vigilant.

The dream, we meet,  She is still the child hiding. I am now the adult.  ...

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there are electrons passing from my lips to yours 

when we kiss 

some infinite number of universes  

dissolve between us in the warm spit of passion 

and when I close my eyes and feel your tongue 

ask such sweet questions it's like  

it’s like 

the most enormous thing 

could not possibly mean less  

and I can feel it now  

it is the life that we live again as we ...

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I threw my words into

Empty rooms and boxes

Then gave each one a knife

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When I was younger 

all I did was hunger

to be in your loving arms

to feel your warm embrace 

but all you did was spread me 

all over the place

your constant discontent 

ate at the layers 

the layers of my skin

my tissue was your issue

it wasn’t of your kin

I wasn’t made of your DNA

so you left me malnourished 

my flesh would rot

I would beg you

to heal...

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Confession I’ve lost so much of myself. I didn’t even know where to pick up the pieces . I began to question who I was , what I loved , what drove me . This shit was crazy it was like I woke up one day and didn’t even remember who I was too much has happened my life was paused but I aged like fine wine . What’s happening to me .This was more depressing then a freaky Friday movie and this didn’t ...

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I sit and I think, too long

Let the scourge cloud belief,

Doubts float in, fog over

Let unfounded fear flood confidence and control

Wash away certainty

Certainly, frustratingly

It is one thing of which I can have no doubts

That the tide of conviction will turn

Bring with it the wrecking

Mind wracking

Second Guess - a vessel departing for a neverending voyage

An exp...

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it is a drear evening

a barren table

would-be sculpting in the varnish

drifting lights

sinking through an open window

my son is leaving

i sit and watch the fire

as embers

turn to ash

are seen no more

soon we’ll say farewell

i remember how when young

he’d run and jump on me

i’d hug him

kiss him

treat him like a king

as any lov...

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"Guard your heart"

you'd say with a hug. 

I would nod

with a glance that says

"Of course". 

The trouble is 

you cannot find

the chink 

in your armor

until 

you've been pierced. 

Try as I might 

to protect 

to fortify 

to defend

my heart has suffered, 

taken a beating. 

Loving

is a trial by fire. 

Loving 

is a...

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Time for bed, and turning out the
warm lamp lights.
Watching from my bedroom window, 
The park is very much alive tonight. 

The wind, it whistles loudly 
through the rooftops and the trees.
That small old man is back again, 
I see.
He sleeps in the same place in 
the royal oak park in front of me.

On the wood chipped brown bench
Cold, hard and damp. 
He rests his weary body for the...

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I have a lump in my breast.

They want to give it a test.

I hope it fails.

It mustn’t revise,

Must stay unwise.

It really needs to fail.

It’s small like a pea.

Hard as a nail.

Attached to my flesh.

Buried inside.

Jelly bean hiding,

terror cells collide.

Hand pressing down,

Massaging my breast

It hides for a moment

Just feel my chest.

Then it...

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A monster has appeared in my body,

A demon has struck I feel shoddy.

You made me think you were the answer to my pain,

I let you in but there was no gain.

You soon ruled and became my master,

And led me down a road to disaster.

Now all I do is cheat ,steal and lie.

The deeper I go the more I cry.

Drugs have become my best friend,

To stop taking them I see no en...

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Presenting the Present.

The Present is a ‘present’: it’s a gift for you and me.

A chance to manage things ‘that are’ or fashion ‘what will be’.

The Present is now happening: it stays with us, throughout.

A ‘multi-choice’ of routes to take - each paved with trust and doubt.

For, when we ‘load our bullets (in the Present) to the gun’,

they’re locked, within the Past, wher...

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Boris lurks in clever Grecian lines

Pernod! Demos, oher!

I met her on Tinder, Medusa, she said she was Greek

Now I am stood here with a statue of Apollo

Bandaged babies, lepers and bikes

Refrain, refrain, rain

Boris Johnson is trashing

Davey’s wine bar,

Demis Roussos is singing ‘Do you

Think I’m sexy?’ to Angie and Dave

See the sea, let the wi...

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Written in Widnes Station, in tribute to Paul Simon

I’m sitting in the railway station

Life’s meeting all low expectations

New philosophy, half full bucket

My way forward? Just say fuck it!

Don’t hold back or hide your talents

Go for life and keep your balance,

Just remember, long time dead,

Your only brakes are in your head.

Your angry chimp can’t hold you back,

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They are your gardians,they are your motivators, they are your protectors, they are your teachers

They are supposed to guide you through your young life, to help you achieve your goals

They are supposed to give you hope and encourage you to reach your dreams, to help you go far

They are supposed to watch out for you when you are weak and innocent, to help keep pain from touching you

Th...

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Do you still think about me?
Am I one of your painful memories?
Do I cross your mind when you're all alone and trying to sleep?

I can say that all is the truth for me
I'm just a grain of sand and you are the sea.
You wrap around my brain until I can't fucking breathe.

Do you remember trying not to cry?
The day we finally said goodbye.
Feeling like we're alone but surrounded by a hundre...

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TinCap’s log. Stardate: nowish.

Knowledge:

pen dinging

Theory:

Energy from a big bang churned in a sun for billions of years & several seconds ago launched earthward at the speed of light & deflected off stuff & hit my optic nerve which sent chemical-electrical signals into my neural network generating my experience of seeing an apple hanging on a tree.

Other energy - x-rays, infare...

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I could blossom under your hands 

let us show them how 

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Oga driver, You've your horse with you, Riding your donkey together, Raising your voice like mega phone, Holding your passenger like a thief. **** You get sounds from voice, Having completing your mission, Yet searching for vision, Rejecting money from the fowl. **** Get me that flop, Barking like a dog that want to bite, Jumping down from your horse, Like a trained warrior with no t...

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I'm dedicated. Not addicted. I'm in control. It's my desicion. I say what And I say where. And if you ask jus rig;;

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How we got around to each others homes back then, I have no idea. Americans live so far apart from one another, much farther than it takes to call each other neighbors or even to be in the same town. Remembering being sixteen, most of my memories simply start at someone’s house, as if the memory is begotten. Or better yet, just a sliver of silver in the jelly of my life. I can’t remember the name ...

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Cocaine, Molly, LSD

Mushrooms, H, methamphetamines

Paper, liquid

Powdered forms

Pipes and bongs

The imperfect storm

Opiates, the Oxys

And Percocet 

They’re small 

But come with big regret 

Withdrawals severe

Beyond control

Touched such lows

You’ve lost your soul

Too late now

Can’t turn back time

Waste moments by dwelling

In what’s behind 

Call ...

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Years passed in days,
In a little lucidity but in much haze,
All ways led to a new maze,
Yet, hungry is heart for a little praise.
Of these fleeting birthdays.

Nasir Soomro 

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I can do nothing. 

I can do things. 

I can do nothing. 

I can do things. 

I can do what I want. 

I can live, I can love. 

Here I am. 

There I go.

Here I am. 

There we go.

All my love and all my care. 

All my hate and my despair. 

Nothing borrowed nothing kept. 

All my love, and all I wept. 

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 ALPINE CLIMBERS

 (Painting by Elijah Walton 1832-1880

Birmingham Museum & Art Gallery).

 I am not sure whether

 They are ascending

 Or descending,

 Steps cut in snow

 Might indicate the latter

 But I am no expert.

 What I do know, is that

 This was the infancy

 Of Alpine climbing,

 Their big hats

 And long ice picks

 Prove it.

 Four...

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I don't want to push you away

I could ruin everything we have

I'm scared one day you'll see it all

And then you'll leave me to fall

I'm trying so hard to be perfect

I've been fighting all my instincts

It's been better for the most part

With you here with me

The thing I do sometimes

I know they don't make sense

The way my brain ticks

I know it's hard to ac...

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The days grow old

Just wondering by

Hours ticking past

But where is my mind

When the day is done

Hours flying by

I guess I'll lay on down

Settle my mind

Hours getting longer

Sun light fades

Another sleepless night

Where am i?

Thoughts are racing

Busy days ahead

All these things 

Laying heavy on my mind

With the sun fading behind t...

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A wish for death 
Is heard up high
All our regrets 
Released in a sigh

Our wish for death 
Is only a thought
Our final breaths
Leave us with nought

A wish for death 
Becomes worse 
When it's read
In poetry verse

A wish for death 
Known to be wrong
Is only ever said
By those not strong

A wish for death 
Hurts all the lovers
As it suggests 
Loneliness for others

Don't w...

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Sea-tinged like she was stood
on top of an ancient pirate boat
keeping her eyes open for the miltary
as she flung open the cage
in the field next to the ocean
clearly hoping that the birds would take the hint

laden in love but wavering in doubts
all the way down from her car
stopping twice barely able to carry on
but telling herself she had to silently
until she reached the edge o...

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The bloodstained bandage

I can't remember the words,
The snappy headline or the clever pun,
But they must have been one
There always is, to tempt a wry smile
At the cleverness of the author
But I just remember a picture
Faint, grainy in my minds eye
Of a bloodstained bandage
I don't recall the wearer
Male, female, old, young
I suppose it didn't matter
I just remember the white cloth
...

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Hot heat cosmic dust hazes windshields on scorchio waydays to say

the journey fades with heat fatigue.

The quiet shaded burrow of tranquility beneath the berried hedgerow

beckons home.

Oh! To suck the oxygen off chlorophyll leaf, lick glassy dew from grassy tips,

hear birds quaver with quivering syrinx and feel my own feet upon the ground.

Memories rush in, vivid as holidays.

...

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Searching for you

You’re the word

On the tip of my tongue

- tip - tip – tick – tock

You’re the face on my clock

Yes!

You’re the catch in my breath

Like if I was to cough

Words of you

Would just tumble out

Like if I was to shout

Words of you

Would just rumble out

You’re built into my skull

You’re the clutch over my brain

You’re running through my veins

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Some people christened how I’m painting cubist;

perhaps I may pursue it for a while.

There’s nothing else I’ve got on my to do list,

so maybe I’ll just call it a new style.

One portrait shows an abstract sort of image,

with body parts appearing out of place;

the critics grumble in their little scrimmage

both eyes are on the same side of her face.

But since my work...

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“It” was quiet 

“It” was still 

“It” was robbed every night

“It” stayed there 

“It” said nothing 

  In the morning

“She” was sunken 

“She” was emotionless 

“She” was defenseless 

“She” was quiet

“She” was still 

  The next night 

“She” became  “It”

For the “She” in her had left this world 

Forever

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